Police forced to listen to NWA’s ‘Fuck tha Police’ repeatedly after someone broadcast it on their radio frequency

Senior officer says the broadcasts are putting people ‘in danger’ after song disrupts official response to man with gun

Officers in New Zealand have been forced to repeatedly listen to NWA’s “F*** tha Police” by a person illegally broadcasting the song on their frequency.

Police radios have picked up at least two versions of the 1988 hit which protested against brutality and racial profiling,

Inspector Kelvin Lloyd told the Otago Daily Times that people had been put “in danger” by the broadcasts after the song interfered with armed police trying to co-ordinate their response to a man pointing a gun at a motorist.

“There’s no question that if it carries on and if they do what they’re doing it will delay a response,” he said.

The song was reportedly played multiple times on police radios over the weekend. Officers also picked up a cover version of the song by Rage Against the Machine.

Protesting police brutality and racial profiling, the song which appears on the Straight Outta Compton album was ranked number 417 on Rolling Stone’s list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time. Its lyrics express approval of violence against police.

Inspector Lloyd said no police radios were missing and the department in Otago, an area of the South Island, was confident the songs were being broadcast by other means.

“Any interference with a police radio constitutes a risk to public safety, and anyone caught doing this can face a penalty of criminal nuisance and up to one year imprisonment,” he said.

It comes after reports in August of pig grunts and abuse being broadcast over police radios on the North Island.

The Independent has contacted New Zealand Police for comment, but none had arrived at the time of publication.

F*** tha Police lyrics in full

F**k tha police, comin’ straight from the underground

A young *** got it bad ’cause I’m brown

And not the other color, so police think

They have the authority to kill a minority

*** that *** ’cause I ain’t the one

For a punk motherf*** with a badge and a gun

To be beatin’ on and thrown in jail

We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

*** with me ’cause I’m a teenager

With a little bit of gold and a pager

Searchin’ my car, lookin’ for the product

Thinkin’ every *** is sellin’ narcotics

You rather see, me in the pen

Than me and Lorenzo rollin’ in a Benz-o

Beat a police outta shape

And when I’m finished, bring the yellow tape

To tape off the scene of the slaughter

Still gettin’ swole off bread and water

I don’t know if they fags or what

Search a *** down and grabbin’ his nuts

And on the other hand, without a gun they can’t get none

But don’t let it be a black and a white one

‘Cause they’ll slam ya down to the street top

Black police showin’ out for the white cop

Ice Cube will swarm

On any motherf*** in a blue uniform

Just ’cause I’m from the CPT

Punk police are afraid of me

Huh, a young *** on the warpath

And when I finish, it’s gonna be a bloodbath

Of cops, dyin’ in L.A.

Yo Dre, I got somethin’ to say

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

Example of scene one

Pull your *** over right now

Aww ***, now what the *** you pullin’ me over for?

‘Cause I feel like it, just sit your ass on the curb

And shut the *** up

Man, *** this ***

Alright smartass, I’m takin’ your black ass to jail

MC Ren, will you please give your testimony

To the jury about this *** up incident?

F**k tha police and Ren said it with authority

Because the *** on the street is a majority

A gang is with whoever I’m steppin’

And the motherf*** weapon is kept in

A stash box for the so-called law

Wishin’ Ren was a *** that they never saw

Lights start flashin’ behind me

But they’re scared of a *** so they mace me to blind me

But that *** don’t work, I just laugh

Because it gives ’em a hint not to step in my path

For police, I’m sayin’, “*** you punk”

Readin’ my rights and ***, it’s all junk

Pullin’ out a silly club, so you stand

With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand

But take off the gun so you can see what’s up

And we’ll go at it, punk and I’ma *** you up

Make you think I’ma kick your ass

But drop your gat and Ren’s gonna blast

I’m sneaky as *** when it comes to crime

But I’ma smoke ’em now and not next time

Smoke any motherf*** that sweats me

Or any *** that threatens me

I’m a sniper with a hell of a scope

Takin’ out a cop or two, they can’t cope with me

The motherf*** villian that’s mad

With potential to get bad as ***

So I’ma turn it around

Put in my clip, yo and this is the sound

Yeah, somethin’ like that

But it all depends on the size of the gat

Takin’ out a police will make my day

But a *** like Ren don’t give a *** to say

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

Yeah man, what you need?

Police, open now

Aww ***

We have a warrant for Eazy-E’s arrest

Get down and put your hands up where I can see ’em

What the *** did I do, man what did I do?

Just shut the *** up and get your motherf*** ass on the floor

But I didn’t do ***

Man, just shut the *** up

Eazy-E, won’t you step up to the stand

And tell the jury how you feel about this bulls***?

I’m tired of the motherf*** jackin’

Sweatin’ my gang, while I’m chillin’ in the shack and

Shinin’ the light in my face, and for what?

Maybe it’s because I kick so much butt

I kick ass or maybe ’cause I blast

On a stupid assed *** when I’m playin’ with the trigger

Of any Uzi or an AK

‘Cause the police always got somethin’ stupid to say

They put out my picture with silence

‘Cause my identity by itself causes violence

The E with the criminal behavior

Yeah, I’m a gangsta but still I got flavor

Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?

A sucker in a uniform waitin’ to get shot

By me or another ***

And with a gat it don’t matter if he’s smaller or bigger

Size ain’t ***, he’s from the old school fool

And as you all know, E’s here to rule

Whenever I’m rollin’, keep lookin’ in the mirror

And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a

Dumb motherf*** with a gun

And if I’m rollin’ off the 8, he’ll be the one

That I take out and then get away

While I’m drivin’ off laughin’, this is what I’ll say

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

The verdict, the jury has found you guilty

Of bein’ a redneck, white bread, chickens*** motherf***

But wait, that’s a lie, that’s a *** lie

Get him out of here

I want justice

Get him the *** out my face

I want justice

Out, right now

*** you, you black motherf***

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

F**k tha police

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